I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 97 First Class Secret

According to the conventional procedure, this young man named Fujii Shu should have his wounds treated in the hospital. Even though they were all minor injuries like bruises, they were taken to the interrogation room without treatment, so there was obviously something wrong.

Rie Watanabe has been an island police officer for more than ten years, so you can still see these tricks.

"Sister Lihui, what we don't want is that Director Asakura gave us the instructions of the Criminal Division [-]. If we can't interrogate them, we will have to replace the violent criminals who deal with Yakuza (members of the underground forces) in the Criminal Division [-] every day." Crazy."

Gen Seiji didn't want to do things that were ignorant of his conscience, so he leaned close to Rie Watanabe and raised his palm and muttered in a low voice. Just as he showed a helpless expression, his face changed color instantly.

"Director Asakura, good evening!"

Seiji Genji yelled loudly behind Rie Watanabe on purpose, as footsteps approached, Rie Watanabe turned around to look, and the gentle and clean Director Asakura appeared with a smile on his face wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

"Isn't this Officer Watanabe? Why do you have time to come to the police station? I remember that you were assigned to the police station in Kitano Town as a patrol sergeant."

Director Asakura asked Rie Watanabe in front of the interrogation room with a smile on his face, seeing her bowed her head in silence, and then suppressed her.

"It's not good to leave your post without permission during work, forget it this time, go back to patrol quickly, the security of Tokyo depends on everyone's efforts, work hard."

"Hi! It was my negligence, let's go."

Rie Watanabe, who lowered her head, gritted her teeth, and when she raised her face, it turned into a blank face, called Chiki Natsumi, and left here.

A woman who doesn't know how to adapt, and who has a good skin and can't take advantage of it, should end up like this.

Watching the frustrated Rie Watanabe disappear around the corner, Director Asakura gave Gen Seiji a few official words, then walked to an empty corner, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the number of the contact person who only had numbers.

"Hello? It's me. Your people are too useless. I can't grasp the opportunity for you! If you fight like this, you are already in the game. The next step is to see your sincerity. What crime do you plan to convict the Shichuan Gymnasium?" People? That's not petty money."

"Understood, thank you, sincerity will be offered soon, I hope they sign a letter of understanding for reselling the land, the price will be very suitable."

Akihisa Yamashita, the branch president of the Sumiyoshi Association at the other end, held his breath and promised something. After finishing the call, he smashed the phone on the ground and stomped on it a few times to vent his anger.

"100 people, a hundred carefully selected thugs, can't beat a little high school student! They are all trash! Idiots! I have to spend money again! Baga! Baga!"

Akihisa Yamashita, who overturned all the precious decorations in the house with a swearing, lost his composure in the past, sat down on the tatami mat angrily, closed his eyes and meditated.

"At the end of the day, I still have to pay more! Oh--!"

He came to the conclusion and let out a long sigh, which echoed in the messy Japanese house, and they lost all the face of living in Jihui.

And Fujii tree in the interrogation room hesitated for a moment, fortunately he came in in a hurry, the phone was not confiscated, took it out and opened the address book, at this time, only our Miss Kamiya Rin is the only one who can ask me.

Before the criminal police outside came in, he dialed the number, and there was a slight breathing sound from the other side, waiting for him to speak first.

"Student Kamiya, I'm in trouble, do you have a solution? If it costs money, I'll pay for it."

No matter how capable an individual is, he must compromise with the society if he does not experience a real qualitative change. Fujii knows this.

"Where are you now? I'll call someone."

Kneeling in the Yubai Shrine, Kamiya Rin lit incense and refreshed his mind, asked a few words in the usual tone, and then ended the call.

The door of the interrogation room opened, and the criminal police who walked in were no longer the second-class Yuancheng, but two strong men with airplane hair. They were more like Yakuza than policemen.

"Confess your crime, we will deal with it leniently."

"Otherwise, you will suffer a little."

They made threats and looked like they were not kind.
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In the brightly lit conference room of the island nation, Zhou Qupingrang, the Chief Cabinet Secretary who presided over the meeting, and the 34-year-old second-in-command of the Cabinet Cabinet sat upright at the head seat, resting his chin with both hands, listening to the reports of his subordinates.

"For the increase in preparation and 6000 billion yen budget supplement proposed by the Special Operations Section next year, the audit work has been completed, and the use of funds will be supervised by a special person from the Ministry of Finance."

"The incidence of vicious cases in Tokyo has increased, and it is suspected that a small number of abnormal cases are beyond the reach of ordinary police officers."

Most of what he heard was bad news. As the secretariat of the administrative center of the island country, the Cabinet Office had the authority to obtain first-hand information, which gave him a headache.

"Beep! Beep!"

The mobile phone in his arms rang, and there were not many people who Zhou Quping asked to set it to ring directly.

"What is it? Is it Miss Lin? What are you doing?"

Although the voice on the other side of the phone is young, Zhou Quping will not underestimate her. The Kamiya family, inherited from the Heian era, has been guarding Tokyo for generations. It can be said that it is a top-level big family with many collaterals. Only this young lady is left.

"Hachioji City Police Station? Hi! I'll go right away, you just wait for the news at home."

After answering the call, Zhou Quping changed from a smiling face to a livid poker face, got up and left the meeting room quickly, and shut the door heavily without saying a word.

It's been more than an hour, should the trial be over?

Director Asakura, who was always paying attention to Fujii's trial, raised his wrist and looked at the time. This time, he planned to characterize the incident as a self-defense of mutual assault rather than invasion of a private house. As long as Fujii admits this, he can also get some compensation for medical expenses. As for Ichikawa's family, the old ones are still being rescued, while the young ones are silent, so they can only start with Fujii Shu.

Some people have uploaded videos of gangsters being carried out one after another onto the ambulance on the Internet. Public opinion is putting a lot of pressure on Sumiyoshikai. If Akihisa Yamashita does not want a large number of thugs to go to jail this time, he will have to bleed severely.

Let's make a fuss, make a fuss!How can I make money if I don't make trouble?Who will use money to manage me.

Director Asakura thought about it triumphantly. In his luxurious office, he lay on his back in the leather chair, resting his feet on the mahogany desk, swinging rhythmically.

"Boom boom boom!"

The office door knocked, and he continued to lie down, talking lazily in.

"Hachioji City Police Station Chief, Hiroto Asakura, right?"

The door was pushed open, and a well-dressed 30-year-old man stepped in tall and straight, followed by two office secretaries, a man and a woman, whose aura could be seen immediately.

"Take Pingrang next week, Chief Cabinet Secretary, please let me meet with you, Fujii Shu, who was escorted here a few hours ago."

After Zhou Quping entered the room, he glanced around for a week, and saw the extremely expensive mahogany desk, and had a rough impression of the director.

"This is a matter of first-class confidentiality."

His threat was uttered calmly.

(End of this chapter)